Page 97 of Sienna Rossi: Beyond Shattered Trust

We are all silent for a moment, even Ahren’s frowning. Just like us, he wasn’t expecting this either.

“Wait, you know the face of the one behind it? Then why haven’t you reported it to anyone?” Ahren asks.

He lifts his head. “The last time I tried to contact Alpha Leo Rossi, I was intercepted and almost died at the hands of Vincenzo Bianchi. You know him, right?”

Vincenzo Bianchi…

I mask my emotions; this man doesn’t realise he just gave us even more information than we were hoping for. His last name.

“Yes, we know him, the leader of the Indomitable,” Ahren says quietly.

He holds up his hands; he’s missing four fingers, and he points at his face. “He did this, and he will kill me if he catches me again.”

Jayce, Sienna’s voice echoes in my mind, and I glance at her. Then I feel her lowering her walls.

Can he hear me? Ahren’s voice comes.

Yes, I can, I respond as we communicate through Sienna.

“So then, how did you escape?” I ask. Could this be a trap?

He shakes his head. “Somehow, Selene may not have forsaken me… There was a woman; she- she helped me escape. I don’t know who she was, but she helped me on the condition that I pass this message on. She said to find you.” He now looks at Ahren, who frowns. Clearly having no clue who he’s talking about, and neither do Sienna and I. “You.” He nods at Ahren pointedly.

“What did she look like?” Ahren asks.

The man shakes his head. “I don’t know; she remained hidden. She wore a mask. I didn’t see her face.”

Ahren nods. “So, what did Vincenzo Bianchi want?”

“He wanted to know what I knew about the one who held the power to turn our kind into humans.”

“And did you tell him?” Ahren asks.

“He tried to get it out of me, but I refused.” He holds his hands up, anger in his voice. “Then he brought in his witch, who probed my mind,” the man admits. “He could have done that first, but no, he had to make me suffer first. He tortured me… So yes, he knows, and he’s hunting him, too.”

That’s not good. A power like that in Vincenzo’s hands…

“So, do you mind if I probe your mind so we know what he looks like?” Sienna asks.

“You can, but I’ll warn you, he’s not like us. He’s not even like you, not a hybrid, or favoured or chosen by a god. Not like Vincenzo…” A shiver seems to run through him.

“So he’s something else? This person who has the ability to render us wolf-less?” Ahren asks.

“My father – his research…” The man hesitates. “You might find this funny; Vincenzo did, but I believe my father.”

“I assure you we have come across a lot of things, and we will not take it lightly,” Ahren says.

The man hesitates, turning and looking over his shoulder as a woman in nipple jewels and a thong walks by holding a tray of drinks. His gaze follows her, and I can feel Sienna’s eyes burning into me. I don’t look in her direction, feeling a ripple of jealousy through the bond.

So possessive, Darling.

What is she jealous of? Has she seen herself?

The man looks back at us and rubs the back of his neck. He’s becoming more and more agitated.

“My father said this being had primordial energy. The very energy that formed this world.”

I look at Sienna, remaining impassive to her previous emotions. So, a primordial… Again, everything is coming back to that, Sienna murmurs as our eyes meet, a small pout on her face as she looks away.